not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallow'd house:
I am sent with broom before;
To sweep the dust behind the door.

“To sue to live, I find I seek to die;And, seeking death, find life: let it come…”

“Are you sure That we are awake? It seems to me That yet we sleep, we dream”

“I have no spurTo prick the sides of my intent, but onlyVaulting ambition, which…”

“true apothecary thy drugs art quick”